The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 570

With her eyes betraying a hint of jealousy, Irene couldn’t help but glance at Aiden, who stood beside Amelia. She hadn’t expected Amelia to give birth to a child while in prison.

Meanwhile, Irene herself had lost the ability to bear children and now found herself forced to raise Amelia’s child in the future.

“Amelia, it’s been a while,” Irene greeted her. “I heard from Warren that Aiden is his child. In that case, I will treat Aiden as my own child from now on!”

As she spoke, Irene pointed to the driver standing behind her, who held a handful of children’s toys in his hand.

“These are the toys I prepared for Aiden. I didn’t know where you were living, so I came here to deliver them,” Irene explained, offering a warm smile.

However, in Amelia’s eyes, that smile was so unsettling that it sent shivers of fear down her spine.

Back then, Irene had also smiled gently at her. But in the blink of an eye, she had feigned a fall down the stairs. It left Amelia wondering what Irene’s true intentions were this time.

Almost subconsciously, Amelia moved to shield her son, positioning herself protectively in front of him.

“What do you want?” Amelia asked cautiously.

“What else could I want? I simply want to be kind to Aiden. After all, he is Warren’s son and will be my son in the future,” Irene replied with a smile.

“Aiden will never be your son!” Amelia exclaimed firmly, her thoughts racing, “How could I ever allow my son to become the child of a woman who framed me?”

as if she feared

most

young mind unable to comprehend why his

woman say that I would be her son in the future? I’m clearly Mommy’s

her son, prompting her to

again. “Is this really necessary? Amelia, although you heartlessly pushed me down the stairs and

mused, “Stop! Stop talking about it, especially on such an occasion. There are children and

plea, Irene continued, “Though you’ve been in prison and paid the price for your crime, someone who’s been in prison shouldn’t be raising a child. It would be in the best interest of the child to be with

shuddered, her face draining of color. Her hand

jail!” Aiden rushed forward from behind Amelia, his small form filled with determination as he addressed Irene with

though Aiden didn’t grasp the full meaning of many things the woman said,

that was exactly why he flew

what he had seen in cartoons, those in prison were the bad guys. To him, his mother was the best person in the world. How

a trace of imperceptible disgust flickered in her eyes, especially when she noticed that the child’s eyes resembled

gaze still on Amelia’s pale face. She addressed Amelia, saying earnestly, “Amelia, you

her son’s innocent face, she found herself

free time on your hands, Ms. Fletcher!” Rosalie approached Amelia and addressed Irene. “Before, you sent a bunch of troublemakers to create chaos at Amelia’s food cart. I wonder if the Fletcher family had a hand in colluding with these thugs. In the current climate of fighting against wrongdoing, let’s hope the

been to jail as well, haven’t you? Amella make quite the pair.

You and

the banquet, she had instructed